"Sorry, Uncle Steven. I never learnt to talk posh." Don't worry, my dear. You don't know any better so I'll help you. There's posh and posh and the wa... I talk is nowhere near the top of the ladder. Listen to the news readers. That is the really proper way to speak and I don't do that having lived in Yorkshire virtually all my life. It's part of our tradition that there are different accents all over the country. It's just that some words, like 'crikey', are not really used by us nobs." He. “Come on, hurry up. I still want to get to Ritzy’s tonight.”Kyle threw himself down and held his cock pointing straight up as she straddled him and lowered herself onto it. She sighed as his purple knob touched her swollen lips and moaned as she sank down and her pussy stretched to accommodate him once more.She settled into a comfortable position, rocked back and forth a few times and then looked over her shoulder and raised her eyebrows to Pete. She flicked her head in a ‘come hither’ gesture. "Mum smiled. "its ok we both know everything that has happened" With that my auntie pulled my muns foot and place it at the base of my cock. Mum got her toes and pulled my foreskin down and my auntie pushed her fingers down the side getting the whole sensative head out. I moaned "aunt you no its sensative be gentle"'"its ok hun, deal with it for a minuite whilst we prepare it"I didnt know what was coming next. My aunt told mum its out of it shell and it wont go back untill we finished. Ok son. Unthinkingly she swung her leg over thebarrier as Master held her steady. She found herself straddling the barrier,her feet just touching the ground. The thin plank of the barrier cut into hercunt like a wooden pony. She shifted uncomfortably preparing to swing her legover when Master reached for her and kissed her. She melted against him and sodidn?t notice the handcuffs snapping round her wrists until she was well andtruly caught. Master held her tight as she struggled. ?little cunt,we?re.